She

She took a cab to the closest place where she can get rest. All situation made her feel sad, miserable and melancholic.
Miserable. Life can be like this. She sat on a big stone and lighted a cigarette. What a pleasure. What now? What helps? What? Who?
That place was empty, full of green but it was just before evening so not dark, not light. No sun, no moon.
Another cigarette.
Nothing. That was what she needed at that moment. She got enough of it, so she stood up and went home. On her feet.
And then the night came. Moon was sowing the stars around and silence spilled around all town. All country, all planet. All planet.

Rest in peace.